Southern Hauntings (Sweet Tea Witch Mysteries Book 11) by Amy Boyles

Author:Amy Boyles [Boyles, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LADYBUGBOOKS LLC
Published: 2019-04-08T16:00:00+00:00

We left the police station with Peaches. Hugo had waited outside for us. He lay beside the curb, his head buried in his paws.

“We’re back, Hugo.”

When the dragon heard my voice, he sat up. His tail thumped against the ground. The spikes at the tip seemed more dangerous out in the open.

I didn’t know why I’d only just realized how dangerous Hugo’s tail could be. Probably because being in public with a dragon was a bit different than living in my house with him.

Don’t get me wrong—Hugo came outside with me all the time. It was only that he was growing up and it was finally hitting me.

My stomach tightened. What would Hugo be like as an adult? How much more would his appetite grow? Would he eat different things? Want to hunt more?

It was a possibility. One that would be facing me soon enough.

I pushed all that aside because there was something I wanted to do. “I think we should pay a visit to Ingrid and Jerome.”

Axel’s eyes narrowed. “Why?”

“Because what if it takes Garrick forever to talk to them?”

He stopped walking and folded his arms. “What if it does?”

I clicked my tongue in annoyance. Did I have to spell everything out for him? “Well, we’d lose valuable time. Time I might not have,” I said pointedly.

Axel gazed down at his chest. I swear he was blushing. “You’re right. Let’s go talk to them.”

“Are you blushing?”

He shook his head. “I’m just admiring your tenacity.”

The truth occurred to me. I scoffed. “You don’t really think I’m in danger, do you?”

“I didn’t say that.”

I jabbed my finger at him. “You didn’t have to.”

He reached for me and I shrank. “I do think you’re in danger. The urn proved it to me. I really was laughing at your tenacity.

“Sometimes”—he extended his hand, and this time I let him stroke my arm—“I don’t even know why we go to Garrick because you’ll still want to run your own investigation.”

I sniffed. “I’m not trying to run my own investigation.”

“Aren’t you?”

“No,” I snapped. Then I rolled my eyes because it was true. “Okay, so what if I do want to run my own investigation? I’m only trying to help.”

“I know. That’s what I love about you.”

His words from earlier hung in my brain. Axel stiffened, and I could tell we were thinking the same thing.

“Okay,” I said quickly to avoid talking about it, “let’s go talk to Ingrid and Jerome.”

“May I come along?” Peaches’s voice drifted up beside me. I glanced down. I couldn’t see him, but I knew he walked next to me.

“Of course.” I smiled widely. “In fact, I think you’ll be a big help.”

We dropped Hugo off at the house and headed over to Ingrid and Jerome Puryear’s. CJ offered the address up readily when I called him.

“Well shucks, Miss Dunn, I’m tickled pink that you even thought of me.”

Yep, CJ was easy to probe for that sort of information.

Jerome answered on the first knock.

“Hello there, Miss Dunn. Mr. Reign. What can I do for y’all?”

I twisted my fingers together and relayed the story Axel and I had devised.

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